Mommis leaves us in the new car to go to StarbucksMe looking out the windowPaun's always miz when mommis leaves

So Mommis got a new car. It’s just like the old car, only it smells different. And it might be cleaner. But we will make it homey like the other car. Just give us a few weeks and some trips to the dog park.

Mommis is very brave. She took us in the new car on the very first day. Something’s a little different about climbing into the back seat, and I’ve tripped over it twice loading up, but Paunnie has no trouble with it, and he used to hate getting in the back of the old car.

Auntie Carolyn came back from the Inauguration full of stories of how she met everybody but couldn’t get into everything. We went on our walk in the park with her this morning for the first time in months. She told Mommis that she loved the Sunday concert, and that she went to a ball where Melissa Etheridge and Sheryl Crow sang.

Then she and Mommis got into their same conversation about the economy, and Mommis said how proud she was of Auntie Carolyn. Auntie Carolyn is a Realtor, but the market’s bad and she was worried about how she would feed Sophie and the Little Man and Dexter.

So guess what she did? She ran for Constable in our neighborhood, and SHE WON! She has a big badge now that she wears to the park with us.

She’s still in India, and she keeps running into these litters of puppies. I’m hoping she hasn’t forgotten me. These belong to a husband and wife architect team that built a mud house. I bet I would love it. I love mud!

Notice that Mommis is taking pictures of other puppies. Maybe I’m too old and she’s tired of me.

I haven’t seen her in days. She’s in India, and this is the Jiva Culture Center at Vrindavan, where they have two litters of puppies from two different moms. All at the same time. And they have cows and horses and a garden.

Mommis says they have monkeys in the garden and they eat all the vegetables.

And last night Paunnie spent the night in the hospital, and I was supposed to take care of Mommis but Monti wouldn’t let me on the bed! He slept right next to Mommis all night long, even though his parents were home.

Paunnie ate a bone about a month ago and it’s still in his tummer. Mommis saw it in an X-ray. Paun was vomiting for a couple of days, so Mommis took him in before she left to make sure nothing was wrong. She thought something was wrong because Paunnie usually cleans up his throwup right after he does it, but he left this out on the rug for her to see (and clean). She saw a piece of tennis ball come up.

On the X-ray, the vet saw the bone. They kept him overnight to see if he vomited again, but he didn’t. So he came home. The vet told Mommis (for $356) that either it would come out one way or the other or it wouldn’t. And that he would either die with it in him, or if he started vomiting again they would take it out.

Seems like there’s a 50-50 chance of everything. Mommis is not amused. I’m going to try to be good while she’s in India.